Fishing Smallmouth Bass on the Saint John River, New Brunswick
The day began as a day of fishing chain pickerel around Chipman, New Brunswick but by 2 we thought it was perfect weather for trying the Saint John river around Jemseg for some smallmouth bass.
I had mentioned that Casey and I were on the Saint John river a couple of weeks ago and we had a great time.
I wouldn’t even think about it in a canoe if there was any amount of wind or large waves but it was calm and we would stay close to the shore.
Great To Have A Trolling Motor
Also I would have thought twice before going without Jamie’s trolling motor. Especially when we aren’t certain about the speed of the current there.
I don’t have a boat of my own, yet but you can be sure I’ll have a trolling motor just like I did on my last boat.
Checkout the affordable Bass Pro Shops Prowler T30/30 Trolling Motor and let the fishing wear your arms out, not the paddles.
We launched the canoe at the same spot Casey launched when we were there. Casey and I headed straight to the opposite side and headed down toward Harts Lake for a few pickerel, trolling for smallmouth bass on the way.
Jamie didn’t take long to get the first fish. It was cute but no smallie. Ah, such a cute little perch.

Jamie Which Is The Lure??
It always amazes me when we catch fish on lures bigger than the fish. Of course when it’s Jamie with the little fish it’s time for me to tease him a bit.
At the beginning we were still in the main part of the river and had to deal with a few boat wakes. We were careful to face the canoe into the waves.
Not long after we started down the river we came to a big island that protected us from traffic on the main part of the river. This allowed us to feel a little safer further from shore.
I Have Two Rods Why Not Use Them
I was trolling with one rod and held it under my foot while I was using my second rod to cast to the structure near the shoreline. Why waste a rod by letting it sit in the bottom of the canoe, when it could be catching fish, right?
A couple of moments after Jamies first fish I hooked bottom but then the bottom jumped about 3 feet out of the water and spit my Rapala countdown lure at Jamie.
I think we fished a couple of miles down river before turning around and heading back.
We caught a few fish, had a lot of laughs. At one point we thought we were funny enough to go out on the road with our act.
About half way back to the launch point Jamie had another strike so I quickly retrieved my line so as not to get tangled with his monster fish.
Just as I reached the canoe, behind Jamie, I thought I snagged his trolling motor but I didn’t. A nice sized, 16 inch smallmouth bass, had hit my Rapala countdown right at the boat and flew out of the water covering Jamie.
Rapala has so many great lures it’s hard to buy just one. Here is a Rapala Trolls-To?-Minnow – Chrome – TTM20 I am looking at today.
I think it saw Jamies fish and was following it back to the canoe when it saw my lure cruising past it and changed it’s focus to my lure. Thanks Jamie.

The Perfect Way To End A Smallmouth Bass Fishing Day
You can see the water behind me. That’s what it was like for the entire day. Who could ask for a better day of fishing?

I’m proud to be Canadian, eh and spent it doing something I love, fishing with a friend.




The water was still high enough for use to run the canoe and trolling motor right through. Sure beats carrying the canoe to the other side.
Friend and fishing buddy Casey emailed me Friday to see if I was up for a day of fishing Saturday.

Our last day out, at Cassidy lake I just didn’t have any luck trolling. I think I would have done better if I wasn’t changing my lure so often.


When we go fishing we usually have a little contest where the NON winner gets the privledge of buying ice cream for the winners.
Casey landed his first pickerel and had the biggest grin on his face. Not sure if it was because it was his first fish of 2011 or because it wasn’t me with the first fish.

It was a very long winter and I didn’t get out much at all so when Casey emailed me to see if I was up for a little fishing trip to Cassidy Lake I forgot all about the long winter.













